a new way to cut strawberries in a jiffy
Here's a quick and easy way to cut up lots of strawberries in a hurry. First make sure your strawberries are washed and hulled. Then get your handy-dandy egg slicer.
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Kara called me out of the blue about a month ago to ask me if I would make her parents a cake to help celebrate their 40th anniversary. They were coming to Seattle for a visit and as a surprise Kara and her brother Jay wanted to honor the milestone with a special cake and champagne toast in their hotel room. What an honor it was to be asked to make a cake to celebrate a 40th anniversary! I have to say I was more nervous making this cake than any cake I've ever made. Kara wanted something wedding-cakey but nothing too feminine. Plus she wanted each cake to be true to what it really was; no over-the-top decorating needed.
The bottom layer was a classic Carrot Cake with Cream Cheese Frosting which was Kara's mom's favorite. The cake came out better than any carrot cake I've ever made. I got the recipe from Spectacular Cakes by Mich Turner. It was incredibly moist and was filled with not only carrots, but unsweetened coconut, walnuts, rum-soaked golden raisins, and orange and lemon juices. The frosting was just a basic no-frills cream cheese frosting, however I did use clear vanilla extract to try to keep it as white as possible. Unfortunately I couldn't figure out a good way to steal a piece of it, but the crumbs I sampled were tasty! I think I'll be making this recipe again soon.
disappointed. The cake was very light and had a pleasant, not overwhelming cocoa flavor. The coconut-pecan filling was delectable but slightly more runny than I expected. As such, I didn't feel the need for the simple syrup and omitted it all together. My only complaint about his recipe for for his chocolate icing. Mine never solidified! It was a very runny, non-spreadable chocolate sauce that in no way resembled frosting. I don't know if there was something wrong with my ingredients or if he forgot an ingredient but something was off. Eventually I added about 8 cups of sifted powdered sugar and only then it finally got to the point where it resembled frosting. I had left over batter and made cupcakes with it. Much to the chagrin of my co-workers, my husband won the coin toss and brought them to work to share.
I liked the way it came out but I really wished I would have used red ink to trace out the numbers instead of black (this is what happens when you're making important decisions at 1am). I learned a pretty cool tip about painting sugar paste in a hurry - instead of using vodka or lemon extract to mix with the food coloring gel or powder, use grain alcohol or Everclear instead. Because it is so high in alcohol, it dries almost instantly. Seriously, it was evaporating faster than I could paint with it!
Although these cakes probably should not have been my test-bed for piping frosting and they weren't as perfect as I hoped, I think they came out pretty good and I think Kara would agree -- check out her text message:
Before you take a stab at naming them, you'll probably want to see another picture and know what's in these bad boys, huh? :-)

Scott is my next door neighbor and has been for the last five and a half years. I can't recall a time when I have see him without a big smile on his face. He's just a happy go lucky guy! Usually when I do see him, he's outside in the street playing games with his kids, which always warms my heart. You just don't see that very often anymore! Scott's a great neighbor, a loving husband, and super devoted dad; so when I found out it was his 40th birthday, I couldn't wait to make him something as fabulous as he is.








Ever since I was in kindergarten, I wished I was Greek. My mom, my sister, and my sister's boyfriend all worked at the same Greek restaurant and they made the BEST Greek food. The owners had a daughter my age and we were best friends. I spent a lot of time over her house and loved being surrounded by her Greek culture. Her Yaya (grandma) lived directly behind her and she was the sweetest woman! She made the most delicious avgolemeno soup I have ever had. I wanted a Yaya of my own so badly that one of my mom's good friends let me call her Yaya -- and I still do, a good 25 years later!